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You're good. Five-second rule.

One, one thousand, two, one...

Thousand! Ow.

- Take a mulligan.
- Okay, one, one thousand,

two, one thousand, three, one thousand.

Hello? We're back.

- Something smells good.
- Dad, catch.

Jim made supper!

Oh, God!

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So how was Miami?

Exhausting. Happy to be home.

Happy to have you home.

Happy to see you in the
home, because it means

I'll be leaving the home.

Congrats on your tan, by the way.

Jim, I was working.

And thank you for your flexibility.

You are a great ex-husband.

I am! I am.

When you're divorced with
kids, life is like a relay race.

In our case, I run
with the baton my week

with the kids, and then
I hand it off to Julia

for her week, and it's
a rhythm, you know?

My week, her week, my week, her week.

But this time, it was my week, my week.

Jim, thank you so much
for doing the extra week.

Oh, did I do an extra week?

Yes, I did do an extra week.

But the client needed more time.

All good, I have no hidden resentments

that I'll carry with me
for the rest of my life.

So whose crisis did you
smooth out this time?

There's an NDA. I can't say.

I didn't sign it. It was Pitbull.

Where did you have your
meetings? On his yacht?

There's an NDA, so I can't say.

It wasn't a yacht. It was a ship.

Pool, disco, theater, helicopter.

- I don't want to know.
- Three-story water slide.

I do not want to know.

Well, a lot happened while
you were on your multi-story

water slide for 14 days. Was it 14 days?

Yes, I believe it was 14 full days.

Let's not forget Grandpa Bobby

was here for the last three.

Hours. The last three hours.

Jim, I'm truly sorry I saddled you

with the extra days, but I'm here now.

- What's the update?
- Things are good.

Things are... are... are fine.

They're... they're... they're not good.

They're... they're bad. Yes.

What can I say? I dropped
the ball on the grocery shopping,

so our cupboards are a little bit bare.

The side dishes for dinner are peanuts,

ketchup, and seven pretzels.

Today, we had olives for lunch.

And we are out of soy milk,

rice milk, oat milk, and milk-milk.

And milk has lost all meaning.

Actually, the closest thing
to human milk isn't cow milk.

It's rat milk.

Who's the sick bastard
that figured that out?

Somebody had to suck on a rat's breast?

What else? Oh, Grace got a C-minus

- on her trigonometry test.
- What happened?

What happened is I did
not have the bandwidth

to investigate what happened.

It's okay. I'm on it.

How is trig useful in real life?

Actually, trigonometry can
be used in naval navigation

to find the distance from
the shore to a point at sea.

How is trig useful in real life?

Oh, also, Grace is sleeping
over at Jasmine's tonight.

Jim, I hate when they have sleepovers
the first night that I'm back.

I sympathize. But again, it is day 14.

My brain is just barely
keeping my heart beating.

I don't remember Trey's last name.

- Taylor.
- Doesn't ring a bell.

Oh, and allow me to
direct your attention

to the dinner table,
where you will notice Jimmy isn't.

Now I have called him
to dinner five times,

but he is completely absorbed
in his new video game.

- How absorbed?
- He plays a few hours a day.

- How many?
- Yesterday, all of them.

- Jim, I thought we had limits.
- We do.

But mine apparently is 10 days.

Because on the 11th day, I
placed our son in the custody

of his computer.

I'm not proud of it. I'm quite ashamed.

Didn't even plan on
admitting any of this,

but I am exhausted.

So if there is nothing else,

I will attempt to recharge
by bingeing the new season

of my favorite Swedish murder show

back at my apartment by myself,

doing nothing for anyone.

Does a Swedish woman go missing?

A Swedish woman does go missing, Trey.

Very astute. I see you're
versed in the genre.

And then a Swedish police lady

along with a Swedish police
man with a beard will get...

- Get to the bottom of it.
- Mm.

I love Swedish murder shows.

Is there anything else we need to know?

It's called "Gustavsson." That's
the cop with the beard, Gustavsson.

I meant about the kids.

Oh, uh, lunch was olives, out of milk,

Grace's trig test, Jimmy's game,

brain is flatlining. That's everything.

Ooh, Jimmy!

Just go knock on his door.

Julia, there are my problems,
and there are your problems,

and now that you're back,
this is your problem.

My well is dry, my tank is empty,

and whatever third
metaphor for depletion

that I am too tired to come up with.

You sure you don't want
to eat dinner with us?

- No, thanks. We're good.
- Eh, I'm good.

- Jimmy, dinner.
- Stab him!

Stab his neck!

That's it. Now stab her.

Stab her good.

- Jimmy.
- That's it, stab again! Stab!

Chase him down, Isaac.
Slice the jugular!

Yes! Nice win.

Way to slay. Oh, okay, I got to go eat.

Mommy, I missed you.

You were gone a long time.

I know, sweetie, but I'm back now.

Oh, did you hear Grace got a C-minus.

Are you gonna ground her?

Can I ground her?

Oh, nice tan, by the way.

I was working.

So tell me about this new
game. Seems action packed.

- What's it called?
- "STN."

It's the best game ever, Mom.

Well, I'm glad that you like it,

but, um, it's kind of violent, isn't it?

No, there's not even guns.

Just knives and machetes and stuff.

Well, what's the "STN" stand for?

"Stab The Neighbors."

"Stab The Neighbors"?

This game is bomb.

Your squad fights your neighbor's squad

to the death.

You get points for
kills, but also for stabs,

even if they don't die.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Your dad said that you've
been playing it a lot.

No, I play the normal amount.

Well, I'm glad you're enjoying the game,

but it's also important
that you spend time outdoors.

I go outdoors.

The whole time I walk home
from school is outdoors.

You should also be
playing with your friends.

Mom, I play the game with my friends.

What about the after school job

that we discussed? Did
you talk to Mr. Shay?

Oh, yeah, I started when you were gone.

Oh.

Well, that's great.

I'm so proud of you, honey.

You got a job. Good for you.

It's easy. I just bring
in his mail and stuff.

Well, I think it's great.

I always had a job when I was little.

Yeah. Yeah. Okay.

Let's just keep an eye
on the game, all right?

Of course. Mom, today was so lit.

- Mm-hmm?
- We killed the Maguires, the Murphys,

and most of the Harrisons.

But those are our real neighbors.

I know. So great, right?

The AI lets you customize the avatars

to look like real people.

Mr. Harrison even has
the same comb-over.

I got to get back to the
game and finish them off.

I'm so glad you're home.

Oh, seriously, think
about grounding Grace.

I think two weeks is fair.

Mm, I wouldn't go in there
if I were you, Astrid.

Ugh. Yeah?

We need to talk about this
game Jimmy's been playing.

- Is this an emergency?
- Not yet, but...

Behind you. Behind you.

Bakom dig! Bakom dig!

- Jimmy's a good kid, right?
- Love that kid.

You don't think this
game is gonna turn him

into some kind of sociopath, do you?

Honey, millions of
people play video games.

Not all of them turn into sociopaths.

But some of them do.

Yeah, statistically in any large group,

you're gonna find some killers.

- Die, old man, die!
- Excuse me just one second.

Die, die, die!

Die, die, die!

Isaac, stab Ms. Murphy in the stomach!

The stomach, not the neck.

Stomach.

Just cut her in half and move on.

Mom, the Wi-Fi!

- What happened to the Wi-Fi, Mom?
- Well, I don't know!

Do you know how to restart it?

No, honey, sorry.

Your dad hooks up all of our internet.

Call him! Call him now!

But it's late, sweetie.
I'll call him tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

No, we're supposed to
decapitate the Murphys,

and I am the only ***

I just don't think sabotaging the
Wi-Fi is a great plan long-term.

- I didn't sabotage the Wi-Fi.
- Oh, really?

So the modem just spontaneously
ripped itself out of the wall.

They're not well made.

I think they're deliberately
designed to fall apart.

Big Modem... they got
us where they want us.

Big Modem? Babe,
if you don't want him to play the game,

you're his mother. Just
tell him not to play.

Right, because while I'm gone,

Jim lets it all go to
hell, and then I have...

Because you extended your trip.

No one went down that
water slide more than you.

And now you want me to come in here

and look like the bad guy? No, sir.

Let's let the cable company
take the hit on this one.

- I'll be at Jasmine's.
- Hold up, young lady.

Let's talk about these trig worksheets.

We got to get your grades up.

Mom, I got all A's and one B right now.

And trig is boring.

Sine 2X minus 2 cosine X equals what?

Your answer, "I don't care."

- I don't.
- Grace, this is unacceptable.

Dad said don't worry about it.

I wasn't here to cover Dad's
mouth when he said that.

Dad said that trig isn't useful in life.

Dad's wrong.

You can use trig to find points
in the ocean and the shore.

It's not useful for everybody.

- I couldn't fix it.
- Give me a minute.

Grace and I are discussing
the importance of...

damn it!

Hey, thanks for coming over, Jim.

- Sorry to disturb your weekend.
- Great.

With your apology and
a dime, I'd have a dime.

And I was just getting to
the point where Gustavsson

finds the body of the local vicar

who I had been led to
believe was the killer.

Well, vicar's usually the red herring.

And it might interest you
to know that red herring

was coined by the
Englishman William Cobbett,

who would use smoked fish
to distract his hounds

from chasing rabbits.

It might interest me,
and yet, it didn't.

And I don't see how somebody

who knows so much about
so many useless things

couldn't fix the Wi-Fi.

Well, at least I knew the vicar
was never a serious suspect.

Well, well, well, look who
thinks he's Gustavsson now.

It's fine. It's fine.

They'll be out to
fix the Wi-Fi sometime

between Monday and 2086.

Well I'm going back home
to resume my recharging.

All I ask is that you respect my wishes

as you would the word of God.

Now if there's nothing
else, sweet dreams...

or as Gustavsson would say, drom sott.

Do you think less of me because
I was married to him for 17 years?

Yes.

Babe, come on, Jimmy's
just playing a game.

Jimmy needs a break from the video game.

Yeah, but how is this a plan?

You can't keep him off
the internet forever.

That's it. Stab again! Stab!

Or at all, apparently.

Mom, check it out.

My squad won four matches in a row.

How did, um...

you have internet?

Oh, yeah. Look what I rigged.

Mr. Shay was paying
me five bucks an hour,

but I said, "How about two bucks,

and I get to use his
high-speed connection?"

Win-win, right?

And there's zero lag,

so I'm getting really good.

I know I said I want to
be a doctor when I grow up,

but I think I'm gonna
go "STN" pro instead.

Pro? As in -fessional?

No. Professional.

One word.

You let me quit school,

pretty soon I'll be
pulling down 50k a month.

Is anyone dead, dying, or missing?

Everyone's fine.

Then we need to define "emergency."

- Jim, this is serious.
- Oh, you want to talk serious?

When last I saw Gustavsson,
he was running through a bog

- by a fjord.
- Which means what?

What are you even saying?

It is common knowledge
that a bog by a fjord

holds all the darkest
Swedish murder secrets.

This was dramatized most notably

in the 2019 limited series...

"Fjord Bog."

What's your emergency?

Why'd you call my dad?

I called everyone whose
fingerprints are on this mess.

Is this about the chicken?
Because I didn't drop it.

- Jim did.
- Chicken?

- Chicken?
- Stay focused, Julia.

What was the mess?

The mess you left me with.

Your son is so addicted
to this video game

that he is running
wires from two floors up

and wants to quit school

to become a professional stabber.

And your daughter, who
no longer lives here,

by the way, has forsaken math.

I got out of a bubble bath for this?

Jim, I don't know what
to do. I'm exhausted.

Exhausted on day three. Lightweight.

You left me with a dumpster fire.

- You were on a yacht.
- I was working.

On a yacht!

Can I add a little
sanity to this discussion?

I know two things.

One, no one with my DNA is
ever gonna do well at math.

And two, boys have always
pretended to kill each other.

When I was a kid, you know
what we did all summer?

We played army.

We pretended sticks were machine guns,

and we killed each other
over and over and over.

And when I got to Vietnam, I was ready.

Thank you for your service.

I could have used that
"thank you" 50 years ago.

All right, look, folks.

Uh, I know I'm the new guy, but allow me

to add some perspective, all right?

You people are failing.

Jim, look, I understand
you got nothing left

in the tank, and nobody blames you,

but you left us with a train wreck.

Yeah, well, she left me with... me.

And, Julia, you did your best

to get the train back on the tracks,

but some of your choices were a bit...

Bad.

I just want to help.
We need to inspire them.

So if you'll allow me,

Professor Davenport,
I'd like to introduce you

- to Jimmy and Grace Kearney.
- How do you do?

- Hi.
- You know, you've made such an impact

on my life when I was here at MIT

that I wanted these
kids to meet you in hopes

that you could inspire
them the same way.

Jimmy here has an enthusiastic
interest in computers.

- Isn't that right, Jimmy?
- My mom made me come here.

And we want to channel this interest

into something incredible.

And Grace has become disillusioned

- with trigonometry.
- I was never illusioned.

You guys, Professor Davenport

is a Nobel Prize winner,
visionary, and genius.

Helped turn me into the man I am today.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go take a selfie

of that building with my name on it.

I don't remember teaching him.

Jimmy, let's start with you.

Tell me what you like about computers.

Well, I like that I can play games

- on them with my friends.
- Games, yes.

What they can do with
games today is wonderful.

I understand why young people
love video games so much.

Yeah. Because they're awesome.

Yes, but they're more than that.

They're an escape from the
stark realities of our time.

They offer us a world
with no air pollution,

no microplastics, no fire tornadoes.

I just like goofing with my friends

and cutting people's heads off.

I see.

Kids, have you heard
of the Thwaites Glacier?

Thwaites is an unusually
vast Antarctic ice mass

that is rapidly shrinking.

And when Thwaites melts,

sea levels will swell enough to begin

the final phase of
mankind's time on Earth.

- You mean...
- That's right, Jimmy.

Extinction.

I wasn't... I wasn't
gonna say extinction.

That sounds bad.

- Is that bad?
- Oh, my God.

God deserted us long ago.

And Grace, I can see why
you are not interested

in wasting your time
with theoretical math,

the only function of which is to
navigate a point from sea to shore,

and in all likelihood
within eight years,

there will be no more shore.

- No more shore?
- Where will we stand?

There will be no more standing.

Is there anything that we can do?

I don't know. Get a boat?

I used all my best ideas
to get that Nobel Prize.

No, I'm just an old man jumping around

in the deflated bouncy house of my life.

But you, your generation will suffer

the brunt of the climate horror,

so you're the ones who have to fix it.

Me and Grace?

If not you, who?

Two kids that could get into MIT.

I don't mean to suggest that
I wasn't honored by the award.

But in the end, it's a trinket

I keep in a drawer with my cough drops.

They also gave me a million four,

but I've got a little bit
of a blackjack problem.

So how are we doing?

Feeling inspired?

And now we're terrified.

- The nerve of you people!
- The nerve.

You lecture us on how to live,

but you've wrecked
the one and only planet

that we call home. Shame!

Shame.

There's gonna be a lot
of new rules around here.

Number one, no more meat.

Meat equals methane.

Is it okay if it's sustainable meat?

Meat is meat.

No meat!

Number two, from now on,
we're composting everything.

Copy that. What is composting?

It's time to bundle up.

From now on, the thermostat goes

no higher than 60 degrees.

If you're cold, just grab a jacket.

- But no feathers, no down.
- And no leather.

And no fabrics made
from petroleum products.

- What does that leave us?
- Naked.

Cotton, hemp, flax,
and wool. Write it down.

- But no plastic pens!
- And no wooden pencils.

Just remember it.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to study my trig.

- You're studying trig?
- Well, I don't want to, but I have to

for this environmental engineering class

I want to take online.

And no more lights.

From this day on, we live by the sun.

Okay, guys, well that worked out.

Well done.

Thanks, Trey, for bringing
us down the home stretch.

I still have a few days left free,

so I'm gonna go back to my apartment

where I will enjoy heat,
light, and a bacon cheeseburger.

Ah!

- Five-second rule.
- Think anyone will notice?

It's vegan lasagna. That'll help.

One, one thousand, two, one thousand,

three, one thousand.

Hey, something smells good.

Boy, am I starving.

Julia made supper!

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